The Not-So-Quick Brown Fox
I went to Sainsbury’s in the Essex Road this morning and on the zebra crossing, close to where my mate, Sid, used to live was a dead fox. He was rather a small and mangy individual and had probably been hit by a vehicle.
I’ve seen a couple in my road, but at least they keep quiet at night and I haven’t smelled one yet. Once smelled, you never forget the pungent odour.
Just wait til spring and mating season; you’ll think babies are being strangled outside your window. Lots of fox poo smell from Crouch End upwards… You must be lucky in De B.
Comment by Emma | January 10, 2011 |
You’ve also got mutjac in Ally Pally
Comment by AnonW | January 10, 2011 |